Suzi was in the shower preparing herself for her morning of teasing and an afternoon of cheating on me, fucking some young guy, who fucked her in the Pool and in our room. This after spending an incredibly long time oiling her sexy body, who craftily played with her glorious breasts and sneaked a finger inside her tiny bikini bottoms, while I feigned sleep....
If you have not yet read my story, "Hockey Games" in Loving Wives, then please do so now. It explains how I became a Hockey Team Groupie, Hockey Slut, or whatever else you care to call me. I frankly don't care what you care to call me. I love our pro hockey team in more ways than one, and I get incredibly turned on being slut for them. I've come (or cum) a l...
Neal scrolled through his texts until he got to the one from Sam - an androgynous shortening of Samantha that wouldn't cause suspicion were someone to go snooping through his phone. It was after 12:00, and he wanted to be sure he was waiting for her in the right place. The text read simply, "Noon, Cross Keys Inn." He put his phone away as she walked in. Mr...
We hiked up to the railway bridge from the side road, leaving our car at the gas station and carrying our gear in packs. I was practically skipping with excitement. I had scoped out this location yesterday on a company tour of the railway infrastructure, and marked the spot with my GPS. I'd told you all about the tour, including the frisson I got from climbi...
Byron exploded off the blanket as if he had been raised by invisible hands. He glared around as he made a beeline to his horse. Cassie jumped up to follow him. "Byron! Wait! What are you going to do?" "I am going to kill my brother. He has treated his own women as pieces of property, he will not do so to my woman. His threats were very real and he would c...
This is the beginning of my own version of a story line about the Carpathian Men and the women they mate with. I have always been fascinated by vampires and had my own take on them fantasy-wise. When I began reading novels about the Carpathians they seemed like exactly the image I had of what vampires would be like if I were to write them. This is the first...
On the ninth day of Hrive 'Isia The sharp pain of her hair being yanked and her head being tilted back brought Gilraen awake. She cried out and tried to jerk free. A pair of eyes, black as night, stared down at her and hair that looked thin and oily created a veil around her face. She pulled away, as the elf's breath threatened to force the contents from la...
Day One: I was thriving here in the so-called apocalypse, no rules but my own morality and my survival talents were finally put to proper use. I felt masculine, strong, able, worthy. In charge of my own life, future, destiny. With no one bossing me around, other than those two, but I was only tied to them because of Emily. I didn't mind her bossing me aroun...
The organization's fundraising dinner/dance was tonight. I had been looking forward to getting all dressed up, for it wasn't something that I had the opportunity to do often. This year it would be different. I had been working out throughout the year toning up my body and I found a gown to accentuate my curves. I was normally a very conservative dresser, nev...
Roadhouse. Some say it's a dog of a movie, others, movie buff types, that it was a bravura production rising above what seem like obvious script and character flaws via the camp way it was all played out, whatever that means. Some pretty dry humour, especially from Sam Elliott, saves it for me, plus great fight scenes and of course, the strip scene in the...